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loneleygirl68
Over 90 days ago
Straight Female, 58
United States
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The (Im)Proper Poetess
also,
I am making the leap from writing poetry to stories so there is a different rhythm and "feel" to the writing.
I am making the leap from writing poetry to stories so there is a different rhythm and "feel" to the writing.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by Magical_felix
You know, that's not bad at all for your first time writing. Very readable, even without you properly writing the dialogue. Typically, you should start a new paragraph whenever someone speaks. Examples of this are easy to find on the Internet or on here. Writer's resources I think. Other than that I would delete the word "hi" from the beginning and I wouldn't use exclamation points unless it's in dialogue, but that's just my own opinion. I think things like that are a bit goofy. There are small grammatical errors throughout but let someone proofread it for you when you're finished. The way you write seems very natural though and so do your two characters.
thank you, i appreciate the input. everything is a learning experience.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Innocent question leads to…1st time Ménage
Part 1
Hi, my wife and I have been together for 20+ years. Like most marriages, lately our sex life has become routine (if I am lucky) and mostly nonexistent. Does that upset me, make me angry, and make me cheat? No, it is what it is… and that right there, is the real problem.
The other night my wife, Jill and I were sitting in the living room watching a movie and somehow the subject of threesomes came up. Jill wanted to know what I thought about people who did those kinds of things. Then she wanted to know if I thought about participating, or had participated is something like that. “Honestly, I have thought about it, but have never acted on it, why?” Have You?” “What?” “NO” but as we started watching the movie again, I kept glancing at her. I don’t think she even realized her breathing was becoming rapid and shallow, her pupils were dilated and she was trying to rub her clit against the seam of her jeans! I just pretended not to notice…
A short while later the movie ended and Jill said she was going to bed. I kissed her goodnight and told her I would be upstairs in a little while. I gave her about 15 min and then headed up. I went quietly because I suspected that my wife, who insists that masturbating is horribly disgusting, will be doing just that! I stop outside the door and press my ear up against it. Silence is all I hear at first, but then….Yep she is definitely playing with herself! I decided to interrupt her—I opened the door and I walked to my side of the bed, pretending not to notice how fast she pulled her hand off of her cunt and rolled over like she was already asleep.
She is not as good of an actress as she thinks! (I wonder how close she was.) Maybe I will get lucky tonight….
So, I climb into bed and scoot over to spoon her, she tenses up, then relaxes. “What’s the matter babe? I ask. She takes a deep breath and lets it out with a long sigh, “I can’t fall asleep she says” For Jill this is almost code for “I’m Horny”, but I refuse to ask you to fuck me. But just as I begin to reach for her breast, she sits up and says she is going to take a hot shower! Now I am hard, horny, and alone---
As I lay there alone in the bed with a raging hard on, I wonder how I can get her into a 3some situation and make it seem like her idea. Then it hits me! “Doug!” one of my best friends from high school and the best man at our wedding. He has always had the hots for Jill and I know she likes him more than she would ever admit. And as luck would have it, Doug is coming to town for our 20 yr high school reunion.
I fall asleep dreaming of the possibilities.
Part 1
Hi, my wife and I have been together for 20+ years. Like most marriages, lately our sex life has become routine (if I am lucky) and mostly nonexistent. Does that upset me, make me angry, and make me cheat? No, it is what it is… and that right there, is the real problem.
The other night my wife, Jill and I were sitting in the living room watching a movie and somehow the subject of threesomes came up. Jill wanted to know what I thought about people who did those kinds of things. Then she wanted to know if I thought about participating, or had participated is something like that. “Honestly, I have thought about it, but have never acted on it, why?” Have You?” “What?” “NO” but as we started watching the movie again, I kept glancing at her. I don’t think she even realized her breathing was becoming rapid and shallow, her pupils were dilated and she was trying to rub her clit against the seam of her jeans! I just pretended not to notice…
A short while later the movie ended and Jill said she was going to bed. I kissed her goodnight and told her I would be upstairs in a little while. I gave her about 15 min and then headed up. I went quietly because I suspected that my wife, who insists that masturbating is horribly disgusting, will be doing just that! I stop outside the door and press my ear up against it. Silence is all I hear at first, but then….Yep she is definitely playing with herself! I decided to interrupt her—I opened the door and I walked to my side of the bed, pretending not to notice how fast she pulled her hand off of her cunt and rolled over like she was already asleep.
She is not as good of an actress as she thinks! (I wonder how close she was.) Maybe I will get lucky tonight….
So, I climb into bed and scoot over to spoon her, she tenses up, then relaxes. “What’s the matter babe? I ask. She takes a deep breath and lets it out with a long sigh, “I can’t fall asleep she says” For Jill this is almost code for “I’m Horny”, but I refuse to ask you to fuck me. But just as I begin to reach for her breast, she sits up and says she is going to take a hot shower! Now I am hard, horny, and alone---
As I lay there alone in the bed with a raging hard on, I wonder how I can get her into a 3some situation and make it seem like her idea. Then it hits me! “Doug!” one of my best friends from high school and the best man at our wedding. He has always had the hots for Jill and I know she likes him more than she would ever admit. And as luck would have it, Doug is coming to town for our 20 yr high school reunion.
I fall asleep dreaming of the possibilities.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by patokl
poetry like this? Please bombard me.
I took your advice and submitted it to the home page. Just have to wait for it to be approved. Thank you again for the kind words and encouragement.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Thank you! and I only meant last as in last for tonight...didn't
want to bombard the forum with poems. I appreciate the positive words. Thank you!
want to bombard the forum with poems. I appreciate the positive words. Thank you!
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Lost
Speak and be Heard
I hide in Shame,
the Death of Desire,
and I am to Blame.
A Voice is Silenced,
It's Death screams out,
my world torn apart,
Left in Doubt.
Hope and Despair
war from Within,
When will it finish,
Where does it Begin.
Acceptance and Love
could have been mine,
If I hadn't been Lost,
in a Place out of Time.
Speak and be Heard
I hide in Shame,
the Death of Desire,
and I am to Blame.
A Voice is Silenced,
It's Death screams out,
my world torn apart,
Left in Doubt.
Hope and Despair
war from Within,
When will it finish,
Where does it Begin.
Acceptance and Love
could have been mine,
If I hadn't been Lost,
in a Place out of Time.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Is He Real?
He comes to me,
Late in the night,,
It’s always so dark
That I'm without sight,
He holds me close,
And kisses me slow,
Whispers he loves me,
Just so I’ll know.
He's claimed my heart,
He’s stolen my soul,
But when he leaves,
Where does he go?
Is he only in,
my waking dreams?
Can he be,
As real as he seems?
Can he be real,
made of flesh and bone
Or am I still
A woman alone?
He comes to me,
Late in the night,,
It’s always so dark
That I'm without sight,
He holds me close,
And kisses me slow,
Whispers he loves me,
Just so I’ll know.
He's claimed my heart,
He’s stolen my soul,
But when he leaves,
Where does he go?
Is he only in,
my waking dreams?
Can he be,
As real as he seems?
Can he be real,
made of flesh and bone
Or am I still
A woman alone?
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Set you Free
Love me or leave me,
It matters naught ,
I’m strong & I’m smart,
I know what I've got.
I’ve got a heart and a head,
And hands and a brain,
I know how to use them,
To alleviate the pain.
You in my life,
Is as nice as can be,
But you should realize,
You’re very lucky.
I share myself with you,
By my own choice
So hear my heart,
And listen to my voice.
Don’t try and hurt me,
Or cause me to fear,
Cuz I’ll show you the door,
And kick you in the rear.
I know that I’m special,
It’s easy to see,
But if you can’t,
I will set you free.
Love me or leave me,
It matters naught ,
I’m strong & I’m smart,
I know what I've got.
I’ve got a heart and a head,
And hands and a brain,
I know how to use them,
To alleviate the pain.
You in my life,
Is as nice as can be,
But you should realize,
You’re very lucky.
I share myself with you,
By my own choice
So hear my heart,
And listen to my voice.
Don’t try and hurt me,
Or cause me to fear,
Cuz I’ll show you the door,
And kick you in the rear.
I know that I’m special,
It’s easy to see,
But if you can’t,
I will set you free.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Mystery Man
Where did he go?
That friend of mine,
The one that often,
blows my mind?
Who can it be,
That I am thinking of,
My mystery man
who loves to make love?
Don’t know if he is tall,
Or if he is short,
If he is hairy,
Or has a huge wart.
All I know,
Is how I feel,
How he can make it
seem oh so real.
Whether he loves me alone
Or with several friends
I always enjoy it
Not wanting it to end.
So who is this man?
Where can he be?
The phantom lover,
My sweet and sexy Mystery
Where did he go?
That friend of mine,
The one that often,
blows my mind?
Who can it be,
That I am thinking of,
My mystery man
who loves to make love?
Don’t know if he is tall,
Or if he is short,
If he is hairy,
Or has a huge wart.
All I know,
Is how I feel,
How he can make it
seem oh so real.
Whether he loves me alone
Or with several friends
I always enjoy it
Not wanting it to end.
So who is this man?
Where can he be?
The phantom lover,
My sweet and sexy Mystery
The (Im)Proper Poetess
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